The delights of life

When looking at this picture, do you see the bleakness of human life? This question is not rhetorical. It’s also not meant as a juxtaposition of apparent beauty with “bleakness”, something most of us associate with a much greyer picture. Why is there bleakness and despair here?

My piano music has been described as relaxing, yet sad. I wonder whether beauty is surreptitiously related to sadness.